Post by blade on Jun 5, 2009 15:40:34 GMT -8
The night was still. Stars shone above in the moonless abyss. The pale, wispy clouds skittered across the sky, invisible in the gathering gloom. Concealed in the collecting fronds or bracken the faded silhouette of a tabby feline could be glimpsed. Dark honey-gold orbs peered out curiously from a night-tinted face. Wind tugged at the crouching cat, ruffling sable and brown fur in twirling gusts. The tom's jet-black pelt dripped with a scarlet pigment; blood. It's putrid scent coated his nostrils like a sticky fog, enveloping sodden paws and bloody chin. Cluttered with confusion and stark terror, he staggered from the clumping vegetation, stumbling over a protruding root. Where had this whole mess started? Only time could tell...
